Mournful Poems - Poems about Mournful

How steady the merciless raindrop falls, Could they be the fragments of my soul? Wept from the mournful clouds, my mind. Watering the diseased flowers, my body. Yet my heart lingers, in the void of life, No passenger walking by the sidewalk, Can ease the fractured throne of love, No love for life, no life for hope, no beats, Why should a man...

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In twilight's hollow, where shadows play, I find myself lost, in a heart's gray day. A soul once afire, with love's pure flame, Now flickers faintly, in loneliness's cold frame. In secret gardens, where memories reside, Our laughter echoes, a haunting, mournful tide. The ghosts of our whispers, the shadows of our past, Torment my waking, and forever will last. Like autumn's leaves,...

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Hey- what'll you do if you're left alone, and it's not all, on a hot and dry land Where nobody is nix known? Listen to a camel's heart- Camel, storing all its strength in its hump, and looking very-very smart. Camel resists in desert's dirt, Can you think how much he envied? He's often called the 'ship of desert': This is because of their ...

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My mournful violin, a wooden soul, Beneath my fingers, tales unfold. Each string a tear, a silent plea, For joys departed, lost to me. The bow, a phantom hand that sweeps, Across the wood, where sorrow sleeps. A haunting melody, a whispered sigh, Echoes of love, now past and gone, they fly. The music weeps, a mournful strain, Reflected grief, an endless pain. Each note...

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Lamenting strings of my violin... how sorrowfully they wail as if they mourn for my mistakes, so many times I've failed. When my bow caresses them now, do they feel the pain within my heart, the emotional wounds from which it bleeds? "Why has love forsaken me?" my quivering voice pleads... with the same vibrato quavering from the violin's refrain. I...

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Everything that time or tide may tell a silver birch rise in an azure sky Moonbeam with its wrinkles and dry mouth captivated by the...

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Caught up in a mournful and jumbled montage It's an exhausting malicious barrage Just shards of a sordid side show collage Our sweet smiles are transparent camouflage For your aching ego there's no massage So now park it in a soundproof garage And join your noble leader's entourage Chant blue, red or purple, just pay homage We will be great again in this...

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Queen Elizabeth the Second passed leaving the World in a mournful state. How can this be--one who's so steadfast. She tempered Britain's every fate. Barely a bride on her honeymoon, she learned her father, the King, had died. Her life changed, becoming Queen so soon, honeymoon left, that life set aside. For seventy years, she was the Queen, and a sister, daughter, mum, and...

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I sit here alone, feeling the ache in my soul Thinking of my friends and how life ends. They are all gone away into the dark world To what purpose must their destiny extends? Images glow bright and glitter in my head But those faint beams of light are unclear, With silent shadows passing over the dead, Through...

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Why am I sad Saddy-sad-sad Saddy-sad, saddy-sad Saddy-sad-sad. Why is life bad Maddy-sad-bad Maddy-sad, maddy-sad Maddy-sad-bad....

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As I lie amongst wildflowers beneath the butterfly weeds, you pondered, through my mind as you often do, delicately fragile essence bursting free eccentric, dazzling colours deteriorating, slight physique ~ weakening petals withered mournful harps serenade, sensing your soul has departed in sorrow, I feel your peace as I lie amongst wildflowers, beneath the butterfly weeds you pondered through my heart as you often do A tribute to Emmalene Benson, forever...

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Blast, the Word will never last A moment all before the General passed But one command remains, down a path Without a hope of resolution On the ground, they know the truth Sleight of hand, a wicked fragment Flies around his mournful cries All dismayed no Mother will arrive Stiff and still, you call it progress Unlearned repeats this tragedy Truly, nothing left to...

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Dark clouds that threaten yet more rain- will we ever see the sun again? distant sounds- a crack of thunder my day's plans are now asunder. At last a clear sky to end this day- mournful grey skies sent away gusty winds so strong and forceful pushed away a day so awful. Birds now sing their evening song- night time stars and a...

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Life is fleeting for some longevity comes to a few we pray we die from old age not as children, attending our schools People ran down, in the streets while others are shot, in our stores nightclubs, theaters and parks nowhere is safe, anymore Moments turn into hours not knowing, is worst of it all as they read the names of the victims on their knees,...

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~~ode to the fallen~~ I cherish that day he chose me amongst all others. Attentively I watched him determinedly fight to climbed o'er his brothers; once upon a peculiar day I just happened to visit a vet; as if he was imprinted on me__even before we'd met. He would lay across the crest__ high upon...

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